egret, the waning oil of life; but the regret to be read in such
faces has in it nothing of the bitterness of grief; there is no
repining that the end has come, but simply a touch of sorrow that so
much that is dear must be left behind. Mr. Harding shook hands with
his visitor, and invited him to sit down, and then seated himself,
folding his hands together over his knees, and he said a few words in
a very low voice as to the absence of his daughter and of the dean.

"I hope you will excuse my troubling you," said Mr. Toogood.

"It's no trouble at all,--if I could be of any use. I don't know
whether it is proper, but may I ask whether you call as,--as,--as a
friend of Mr. Crawley's?"

"Altogether as a friend, Mr. Harding."

"I'm glad of that; though of course I am well aware that the
gentlemen engaged on the prosecution must do their duty. Still,--I
don't know,--somehow I would rather not hear them speak of this poor
gentleman before the trial."

"You know Mr. Crawley, then?"

"Very slightly,--very slightly indeed. He is a gentleman not much
given to social habits, and has been but seldom here. But he is an
old friend whom my son-in-law loves dearly."

"I'm glad to hear you say that, Mr. Harding. Perhaps before I
go any further I ought to tell you that Mrs. Crawley and I are
first-cousins."

"Oh, indeed. Then you are a friend."

"I never saw him in my life till a few days ago. He is very queer
you know,--very queer indeed. I'm a lawyer, Mr. Harding, practising
in London;--an attorney, that is." At each separate announcement
Mr. Harding bowed, and when Toogood named his special branch of his
profession Mr. Harding bowed lower than before, as though desirous of
showing that he had great respect for attorneys. "And of course I'm
anxious, if only out of respect for the family, that my wife's cousin
should pull through this little difficulty, if possible."

"And for the sake of the poor man himself, too, and for his wife, and
his children;--and for the sake of the cloth."

"Exactly; taking it all together it's such a pity, you know. I think,
Mr. Harding, he can hardly have intended to steal the money."

"I'm sure he did not."

"It's very hard to be sure of anybody, Mr. Harding,--very hard."

"I feel quite sure that he did not. He has been a most pious,
hardworking clergyman. I cannot bring myself to think that he is
guilty. What does the Latin proverb say? 'No one of a sudden becomes
most base.'"

"But th